Receipt of clean underpants is imminent
Apr. 4th, 2011 04:23 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
luckycanuckRejoice (and cease preparing molotov cocktails to throw at Air Canada HQ) for the bag that was lost has been found.
I ended up making it back to Calgary after a sprint across the terminal to get on a flight that had space for me. If I didn't have a business class ticket, I probably would have been spending the night. The problem is that my bag didn't make it. I guess making an odd connection threw their system into disarray, because when I arrived in Calgary my bag didn't come out at the baggage claim. I suppose it must have been on another flight, possibly the one that was cancelled. Nobody at the airline could tell me where my bag was and I contemplated the prospect that it might not arrive in time for me to leave for Ottawa on Thursday.
Well now the bag has turned up in Calgary and delivery was initiated at 2:03pm. The bag should be arriving tonight sometime. That's good, because every pair of underpants I own are either in that bag, in Australia, or on me, except for a pair that I found in my old room that haven't been worn for about ten years until today.
Still, it makes me feel stabby to have things so up in the air and out of my control. I am sure that everything was perfectly routine, but all the same, with nobody able to tell me anything, I wasn't especially confident that anyone at the airline had the slightest idea where my bag could be.
I ended up making it back to Calgary after a sprint across the terminal to get on a flight that had space for me. If I didn't have a business class ticket, I probably would have been spending the night. The problem is that my bag didn't make it. I guess making an odd connection threw their system into disarray, because when I arrived in Calgary my bag didn't come out at the baggage claim. I suppose it must have been on another flight, possibly the one that was cancelled. Nobody at the airline could tell me where my bag was and I contemplated the prospect that it might not arrive in time for me to leave for Ottawa on Thursday.
Well now the bag has turned up in Calgary and delivery was initiated at 2:03pm. The bag should be arriving tonight sometime. That's good, because every pair of underpants I own are either in that bag, in Australia, or on me, except for a pair that I found in my old room that haven't been worn for about ten years until today.
Still, it makes me feel stabby to have things so up in the air and out of my control. I am sure that everything was perfectly routine, but all the same, with nobody able to tell me anything, I wasn't especially confident that anyone at the airline had the slightest idea where my bag could be.
